June 15, 2007
Gracie slipped out the back door around midnight and we haven't seen her since. She has never been allowed off-leash, has a brain the size of a walnut, and is an all-around bad candidate for being lost in the woods of Maine.
Fortunately she's microchipped.
Unfortunately she's not wearing tags. I recently bought her a new, pink collar and hadn't switched them over yet. Please call me an idiot in the comments. And if we run into each other in town, slug me in the gut. I deserve it.
I've been up all night searching and I'm worried sick. I've also experienced brief bouts of hysteria.
Please keep your fingers, toes, and paws crossed that she makes it home safely.